Swift 1 - Steve Kilbey

Well my baby came home

And she shot me with a gun

She said, «I'm having fun, how 'bout you?»

Well she shot me once, speared me twice

She pushed me off a cliff

I fell into an ocean

And woke up smoking a spliff

I approach the chair most humbly

I bow down upon your gifts

I only pray your judgement contains mercy and is swift